S he’d been there once before, months ago. There’s a diner… just down the street here, I think.” As excited as she was to get him some food, she didn’t want him to struggle to keep up. O nce he was up, she lead the way, sticking to his pace. Getting up off the ground was never an easy task, so when he felt Margaret pulling him to his feet with ease, he couldn’t help but voice his thanks. Like, just maybe, a real restaurant, for a real meal.Ĭole didn’t waste another second after that, hurriedly packing up his things befote grabbing onto both offered hands. Which was fine, food was food, and Cole was greatful for every little bit strangers gave him.īut from the sound it, Margaret was going to take him somewhere. (via are you sure?” Normally when someone was offering him food, it was just whatever was cheapest from the nearest fast food joint. "A m I speaking with Merel? Or someone else? How many of you are there?” They didn’t need the sting of mascara in their eyes on top of everything else. She then used it to wipe at Merel’s cheeks and dab carefully at her eyes. She hopped down from the desk and came in a little closer, bunching the sleeve of her lab coat up in her hand. S till, it was hard not to feel for the distraught girls. “Y ou can cooperate by answering my question.“ It was going to be hard to get anywhere without figuring out who her patients even were. Even if the one claiming to behave meant it, there was no guarantee that the other agreed with her. It was clear that Merel and whatever else was living in her body were fighting for control. O f course, she really didn’t believe the promises to cooperate.
One more breath in, and she spoke, her voice gentle and lilting: Her eyes flicked back up to Margaret, her vision no longer blurred with tears. Merel’s breathing appeared to deliberately slow her lungs pulled several deep breaths of air in and out, in and out, until her limbs ceased trembling, until her heart stopped racing and began thumping steadily, calmly. I’m so sorry, love! I’ll give it back when I’ve saved you! Merel could only watch as her body succumbed to the spirit’s will. Hope pulled at the strings that connected Merel’s body and mind until she held total control of Merel’s movements. No! NO! You can’t work with her, Merel, what are you thinking?! “I’m so sorry! I can’t calm down! Don’t take me out of the cuffs, I’m afraid it’ll happen again!” She shook her head, both at Margaret and at Hope.
Her shoulders heaved as she sobbed her hands trembled violently. We’ll play along to get the cuffs removed and then fight our way out of here! A tear that she had been struggling to hold back finally spilled over, trailing mascara down her cheek.ĭon’t trust her, Hope warned. Margaret’s voice, and the strange repetitive clicking noises she made, were so soothing to Merel that she was tempted to give in, to tell her everything.
And most importantly, she didn’t want to be a killer! She didn’t want to be so dangerous that she had to be locked up. She wanted not to be in trouble, for all her problems to be in someone else’s hands for once. Why wasn’t she in trouble, for one, if she had really killed a man? How did these people think they could help her? And why was this nurse wearing a creepy white mask?! Merel simply stared, unable to formulate a coherent response to this masked nurse.
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